I Loved the Sixties

I Loved the 60’s

Now I am in my sixties,
What memories I have of the 1960’s.
Oh, to dance to those honored medleys.
Only thing better than telling old stories.

Didn’t everyone have one summer romance?
Who could forget those long poodle skirts?
They were replaced by “hot pants.”
They were often the attention of my efforts.

I loved those fast cars.
I felt tough wearing white tee shirts.
It all came together for my memoirs.
I still remember those fantastic concerts.

I love the memories of nostalgia.
I cherish those times gone bye.
During days of old there was no stigma.
Those days will never say goodbye.